Chapter Twenty-Nine: Bloodstained Dust

―――――――――――― a miserable cry converged into a killing recital.

Watching their companions fall one by one, the beggars shouted in fear and became a mess. I forgot all the formations and martial arts, but I was instinctively afraid, instinctively fought back, and some even wanted to escape...... But it was all in vain.

In terms of speed, how can they compare to the ghostly Yue Fan. Looking at the momentum, they are more like lambs to be slaughtered, while Yue Fan is a butcher with a sharp blade. than the offense...... Although they had a formation to rely on, Yue Fan understood the changes better, not to mention that this set of formations was already chaotic! In addition, they had no fighting spirit, so what awaited them was only the end of death.

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The shadow of the stick flashed, and one life after another fell. Blood stained the land of the compound, and it was as red as a sea of blood. Life ripples in the sea of blood, and it seems so fragile......

The people around him were stunned, is this still a person? With his own strength, he fought hundreds of people alone, and killed dozens of people without stopping. Except for the coldness in his eyes, even his expression has not changed. Was he born to kill?

At this time, Mrs. Xie also woke up from her coma, saw the blood and corpses on the ground, and shrank back in fright. Seeing that Qiao's was also seriously injured and fell to the ground, he hurriedly summoned a stunned family member, and only after asking did he know the reason. Although the bloody scene made him feel a little chilled, his vicious eyes were still staring at Yue Fan.

Sima on the side was sweating like rain, and his mind was in chaos. He has seen a lot of bloody fighting scenes, and hundreds of people have also seen them, but now he has not adapted to such a naked killing. Maybe in the face of power, life will always be so weak and powerless. He held the spring and autumn pen in his hand, but he didn't know how to put it down.

How can we distinguish between black and white, right and wrong? What do we use to evaluate the criteria for killing? Why? When he was feeling dizzy, a warm breath flowed into Sima Ru's body, causing Sima Ru to wake up immediately.

"Alas, this time the beggars should have learned their lesson, but the price paid was too great. But seeing that Kou Fei changed his playful expression, he said with a solemn expression: "People are heart-oriented, only feelings are sad, we should give history a fair choice." ”

In Kou Fei's eyes, the real right and wrong are not what others say, and maybe after ten thousand lifetimes, there will be a different result. So he felt that history should be given a choice between right and wrong.

Seeing such a situation, Wei Ping's eyes were bloodshot, and he regretted his decision. These are all elite disciples of the beggar gang, but today, because of his momentary decision, more than half of his body fell here in a moment's work. This situation is endless, and no one can reverse it. He suddenly remembered Kou Fei's words: "It turns out that he already knew, but I ......"

"Big brother, we ......" Shen Qiankui's eyes were angry, and his clenched nails sank into his palms.

Wei Ping glanced at Shen Qiankui in anger, and then at Jiang Xu, who had a resolute face, and decided: "The dignity of the beggar gang cannot be trampled on by others, even if you die, you will not hesitate to do it." We're on—"

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"Beggar Gang disciple retreat!" Wei Ping shouted loudly and led the two of them into the battle circle.

Seeing the three elders joining, the remnants of the beggar gang were in high spirits, and quickly dispersed and retreated, beating the bamboo sticks and shouting loudly.

"Li Yuefan, you killed my beggar gang elder first, and killed my many disciples later, this hatred is not shared......

"Haha-" Yue Fan stopped what he was doing, and suddenly burst into a wild laugh.

Today's Yue Fan is no longer a fledgling teenager, and in the face of the encirclement of innate masters, he is a little calmer in his frenzy. He said in a cold voice: "Those who want to harm my relatives will be killed! Whoever stands in my way will be killed! From the moment you step here, you are doomed to today's fate." ”

"Okay, good mine arrogant tone!" Wei Ping shouted angrily: "Today is either you die or I live!"

"Hmph! Reincarnation style-" Yue Fan's body was like a sharp arrow, shooting directly at the three of them. When he was in mid-air, his body was folded in two, which was "Tianxiang is flashing......

"Peng!", "Bang!", "Bang!"

The blood is not endless, the murderous aura is rampant, if there are hundreds of ghosts, the ghost will not disperse...... The shadow of the stick is all over the sky, the blood dance is crazy, and between life and death, reincarnation is fully revealed......

"Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!"

One move and three changes, or just one move, shocked all the people present! What a domineering knife! What a weird knife.

Even the three innate masters couldn't stop Yue Fan's footsteps.

Wei Ping and the three of them were beaten to the ground, covered in tatters and bleeding, at this time, they may be more like beggars. If it weren't for the fact that Yue Fan was holding a stick in his hand, but a knife, no one would doubt whether there would be a complete place on their body.

"Elder!" After the disciples of the beggar gang came back to their senses, they hurriedly stepped forward to help. However, they watched Yue Fan cautiously, for fear that he would attack again.

Looking at the blood everywhere and listening to the painful moans on the ground, Yue Fan's heart was heavy, and then his bloody eyes gradually receded.

"Roar—roar—"

Clenching the wooden stick in his hand, Yue Fan roared angrily, and the ears of everyone who were shocked buzzed.

He ...... What else does he want to do?" The people around him were shocked, thinking that Yue Fan was going crazy again.

But I heard Yue Fan say bitterly: "I, I don't want to kill people......"

Everyone was stunned, and a man covered in blood stood in the sea of corpses, telling others that he didn't want to kill, could it be that those who died were looking for their own death?

Yue Fan took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to kill people, but I have to kill them!" After saying that, he walked straight to the people of Xie Jiabao, and no one dared to come up to stop them.

Yes, on the rivers and lakes, if you don't kill people, people will kill you. If you keep your hand, you will be stabbed. If you want to live, then you have to resist, so sometimes killing is just a choice, a helpless choice.

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"You...... What do you want to do, you thief?" Old Madam Xie saw Yue Fan approaching, and a bloody aura followed.

Yue Fan took out the silver needle he pulled out from Wan Ya'er's body and said, "This is my sister's!"

"You...... Poof-" Old Madam Xie was so angry that she spit out a mouthful of blood.

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Everyone looked at Mrs. Xie with pity, not knowing what to do.

Sima Ru also stopped the pen in his hand at this time, and said to Kou Fei: "Senior Kou, do you really care?"

Kou Fei said angrily: "I'm only interested in his sword technique, and the rest doesn't care what he does...... Besides, why should I care? His grandmother's is a bunch of sanctimonious guys, and the gang is even more arrogant, and they dare to go to Sima Qian to make trouble, they deserve it!"

Sima Ru knew that although Kou Fei had a strange temper, he was good friends with his elders, so he was also very protective of the Sima family. Today's events are clear to everyone.

He was grateful, so he said no more, and then took up the handwriting:

The angry kiss and the crazy knife reincarnated, and the murderous intent was monstrous and blood-stained......